Ticket

Drop

I let the wind decide

I let the wind decide

Verse 1

Packed a bag before the rooster called

Left the poplars standing in a row

Told my mother I would write her soon

Then I walked until the road ran out

Pre-Chorus

The fields got small behind me

The sky got wide and strange

I traded every name I knew

For a ticket and a change

Chorus

I am one of the gone now

Past the point of turning

Counting streetlamps like a rosary

Nobody is waiting up for me

I am one of the gone now

Past the point of turning

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh gone now

Oh-oh gone now

Verse 2

Rented room above a butcher shop

Paper walls that breathe when people walk

I learned the language of the hurried crowd

Learned to sleep through every siren sound

Pre-Chorus

My boots gave out in winter

My accent gave me away

I stopped saying where I came from

There was nothing left to say

Chorus

I am one of the gone now

Past the point of turning

Counting streetlamps like a rosary

Nobody is waiting up for me

I am one of the gone now

Past the point of turning

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh gone now

Oh-oh gone now

Bridge

I found a bar where nobody asks

Where the tired sit and stack their glass

I read what I wrote to a stranger's face

She nodded slow and slid it back in place

Breakdown

Same as the lost

Same as the lost

Same as the lost

And that is enough

Chorus

I am one of the gone now

Past the point of turning

Counting streetlamps like a rosary

Nobody is waiting up for me

I am one of the gone now

Past the point of turning

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh gone now

Oh-oh gone now

Outro

No road back

No road home

Just a window and a lamp

I chose this

So let it stand